You don't need to try, it's already about you.

There the school's musical later. And I'm not the least excited, not now at least. Anyway whatever I do or wear, the finger-pointing will still come. Talking is just a waste of time and living is just a waste of death. So its you just and me, and me and you, until we got nothing left. So troubled by what I've done and whats to come, I can't think of anything else.